(Every day of my life, but specifically) August 10, 2010
I never felt that I was truly worthy of asking for what I wanted and needed. Forgive me for my lack of faith (in you and me).
Please Universe, help me to find the sanity and balance to accomplish the following:
a job that is fulfilling and rewarding for me, conducive to being a good mother to my children, and provides me with enough money to support myself and my children; in that, Universe, I need a house of my own with peace, warmth, love, bookshelves full of all of the knowledge I could want, nutritious food, no clutter, and enough privacy; the tenacity to write and publish; to be a good mother to my children; and to be happy and content in my choices and life. Oh, and if it’s not too much trouble, I’d also like fulfilling and rewarding companionship that enriches my life and the lives of my children. And better yet, that my children will know what to ask for and to know that they are worthy enough to ask.
Thank you from the depth of my being, which lies within you.